Jan 18, 2021
cold perfection
Camera flashes
Chasing dashes
Living life running
From the shouts and crashes
Midnight mornings
Telling stories
Turning into people
Living fake and boring
Blood stained carpet
Broken hearts and
Running forever
But you never get far and
Turning back
And turning backs on
People who never tried to do you wrong
So why even try
To let them through?
Just turn your back
Before they
Turn on you
Wash your face away
Don't leave any trace
I know that you’ve been crying
Now you have to be remade
